Chapter 549 Portrait

   Maybe people will become irritable when they are too bored. I don’t know if other people are like this. Anyway, in An Chen’s ward, there will be beating calls for help and wailing from time to time.

  Ling Han and Chi Jing have already walked out of the ward in the chaos of beating Fang Yan. They will have an examination for An Chen in a while, and they need to prepare in advance.

   Of course, what they prepared was not medical equipment, but the environment of the examination room. The two of them had to seal up all the places where they could see the situation inside.

   "Move that screen over and directly block the door." Chi Jing stood at the door and looked, only to find that the screen could completely cover it.

   "No, just push the hospital bed into the room for a while, the screen is blocking the way." Ling Han compared it and found that the screen was useless.

   "Aren't you stupid? Push it to the side first. Anyway, the screen is foldable. When you push the hospital bed in, just pull the screen away."

   "You are stupid, what if they follow in?" Ling Han thought of another possibility.

   "If you say you're stupid, you still don't admit it. After being checked by a doctor, other people are forbidden to enter. This is common sense. How could it be possible to enter?"

   "Okay, okay, let's find something to block the display of the instrument." Ling Han continued to look through things.

  As for why can't others see the situation in the examination room? Of course, it is to prevent others from discovering that An Chen is a girl. In order to keep this secret, it is not easy for Ling Han and Chi Jing.

  After a lot of tossing, they finally finished messing with the examination room, checked again, and returned to the ward after there was no problem.

  The peaceful atmosphere in the ward had once again returned. While everyone was not paying attention, Ling Han gestured to An Chen.

  An Chen breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to draw after finishing the score. An Chen didn't study fine arts professionally, but she was very talented in this area.

   Soon, there were many completed paintings on An Chen's table, and Fu Yanxing was now carefully examining his Q-version portrait.

   This should be regarded as the second him that An Chen has drawn. The first one is a head made up of codes from last night. The two portraits have different styles, but Fu Yanxing likes them both.

   "Can this be given to me?" Fu Yanxing pointed to the painting and asked An Chen.

   "Of course." An Chen nodded. Isn't the Q version of their portraits painted for them?

   "What? My God, Xiao An, you have drawn a lot. Hey, this is me, right?" Qu Yan also came over.

   "Yes, I'll give it to you." An Chen found out all the other portraits by the way, and put them aside, waiting for others to claim them.

  Other people heard the voice and quickly gathered around. A group of people in their twenties were not only more noisy than the kindergarteners, but also childish than the kindergarteners.

   "Mine looks good."

   "Mine looks better."

   "My work is the best, no objections are accepted."

   All kinds of disputes and discussions sounded in An Chen's ears. It was too chaotic, and he couldn't tell who was talking.

Of course Fu Yanxing was not in the discussion, he took another piece of paper, sat on the sofa alone and wrapped up An Chen's painting, then carefully put it away, planning to make plastic packaging when he had time, and keep this painting forever down

  The time is almost up, Ling Han and Chi Jing have studied it, and plan to take An Chen for a checkup now.

   Everything else on the hospital bed was removed.

   "Let's just push this hospital bed." Chi Jing pushed the wheel under the hospital bed, and cooperated with Ling Han to push the hospital bed out, and other people also helped.

   "Why are there so many people? Just wait here. It's not like I won't be able to come back." An Chen saw that his hospital bed was crowded, and then said something.

   It's late, the bells and drums are long, the night is long, the galaxy is about to dawn.

   - "Song of Everlasting Sorrow"

  

  

  (end of this chapter)